Man, look at your father's eyes, I think you burned it.
Now, I know I got your mind, I say you're a prick.

Come around with me on a journey, through the beauty.
Not on our side, not on our side, far from everything you know.
You'll see that we are the disease.

Come and get me come and get me, the world is ours.
Sometimes life is better far from everything you know.

Saying you're a prick.
Man, I'm saying you're a prick, saying you're a freak, saying you're a dickhead.
Man, I'm saying you're a prick, saying you're a freak, saying you're a dick.

Man, look at your mother's face, I think you lined it.
Now, I know I got your soul, I say you're a prick.

Can't you feel that it's dying?
Maybe just open your eyes.
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